Stranger than Historical Fiction

This is a story about a book. I hope you enjoy it!

"Thomas saw them. The monks were there inside that mountain, in 1095. 'What am I to do?' he whispered. 'The king of Norway wants me to get rid of them and force them to practice his own religion! I don't have the heart to do this-I must warn them!'"

"Wow. You are totally absorbed in that book, Hannah. Can I see the cover?" The middle school nerd she was in love with actually spoke to Hannah. "It's called 'The Rebellion of The Monk-Eavesdroppers'. It's about this guy named Thomas Ericson who creates a society that rebels against the king and saves the monks that live in Norway that the king wants to practice his own religion. The king plots to have the monks in cages too. The story takes place in the year 1095, and it really is cool!"
"Well, that certainly seems like a good book. How many pages is it?" asked the nerd. "Oh, 400 pages. I'm on page 399."
"Cool! Want to come over to my house?" the nerd (The nerd's name was KYLE, if you want to know so badly) asked. "Maybe I can show you some other books you might be interested in."
So Kyle and Hannah went.
They saw a witch doctor there, and he asked Hannah to open "The Rebellion of The Monk-Eavesdroppers." He told them that they would enter the book itself.
Nothing happened. Kyle gave the "loser" sign to Hannah. She nodded.
That night, they slept a peaceful sleep...

"Hannah, wake up! Everyone thinks I'm a prince and you're my sister!" Kyle said. Hannah rubbed her eyes. "Doughnuts, children?" asked a waiter. "No thanks," said Kyle. "Trust me. I know from experience that doughnuts from long ago were dry and tasteless."
Hannah widened her eyes. "And we're in the year of 1095." Hannah's eyes widened even more.
"We've jumped into my book! Maybe if we help Thomas we'll get out."
So they found Thomas. Then they had the monks swap places with the fisherman in Norway (That was where the story took place)
Then they told the king that the monks were captured. After that, well, the Monks escaped in secret to Asia. Thomas went with the monks, and when the king found out that they had fisherman instead of the real monks he let them free. And so they lived happily ever after.

"Wake up, Kyle! Was that a dream?" Kyle sat up. "What a sleepover! I don't kn-"
Before he could say "I don't know if it was a dream" they both saw Thomas wink at them-then disappear. And the witch doctor was gone as well.
"The witch doctor left?" asked Kyle. "What witch doctor?" his parents replied.
Was everything a dream? Or was it that the witch doctor wiped away everything that he did that had to do with Kyle and Hannah?
Perhaps they would never know.

Several Impossible Ideas

These are several impossible ideas that can can help you get very creative when you write. It's always a good idea that before writing a fantasy story that you think of impossible ideas before you write it. Here, I'll show you a couple of impossible ideas:

*People can fit in teacups by shrinking to about 3 inches tall
*Some women have noodles for hair
*Pigs are green with yellow spots on them
*Some children are born from adverbs and adjectives

Now I'll make a story out of these impossible ideas:

I walked into a very strange world.
A green pig with yellow spots walked up to me. He was as big a skyscraper, for goodness sakes! "Oh no!" he shouted. "You have shrunk!" "WHAT?!" "If the Queen sees you that small, she'll dump you in a bowl of honey! You will be stuck there, and the bears will tear you apart! I must hide you in this teacup, for you are only three inches tall!" I was dropped in a teacup the pig had. "THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE! Pigs aren't green-they're pink!" "Well of course!" said the pig. "You have entered Impossibleland!" "But that is impossible!" "Exactly!"
The Pig took me to a castle. A voice said, "I want a pig! What is in that teacup of yours?" "That must be the queen," I thought. Peering out of the teacup's hole, I saw a queen with noodles for hair! "I am born from adverbs and adjectives, and an adjecterb ought to know everything!" "Just tea, of course," said the pig. He dumped me out of the teacup into the sink, and I wet ddown into the drain.

I woke up. "Was that a dream?" I wondered. Just then I saw a green pig wink at me and disappear. "That's impossible!" I said.

See? Now make your own story!